The Mighty Little Shennong

"Fuck, so proud?"

Zhang Bin was stunned. He tried again, and it took half an hour to get no results.

"I don't have such a long time to communicate with the soul, I have to use tricks. Hey, I am a genius, and the cultivation method of genius can be different."

Zhang Bin pondered for a while, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

As soon as he thought about it, he took out a strong soul grass, and used a secret method to crush this grass into a drop of medicinal juice.

Wrapped in infuriating energy, he slowly sent it to the window of the Moon Palace.

"Baby, something good is coming, come and eat."

Zhang Bin shouted with his mind.

This time it worked, the group of souls moved and slowly floated up to the window.

"Baby, go on."

After Zhang Binxie finished speaking with a smile, he sent half a drop of liquid in.

The soul group was excited, and suddenly a gap opened, swallowing the medicinal juice.

Something magical happened.

The soul group suddenly lit up with a faint white light.

And flying excitedly in this space, the speed is very fast.

A look of dancing.

"Fuck, is this really my soul? Would I be so frivolous?"

Zhang Bin was stunned.

After a while, the soul group returned to its original state, but Zhang Bin found that the soul group had grown a bit bigger.

And more dignified.

"Baby, you can't do this, you have to work hard, listen to my orders, grow bigger, shrink..."

Zhang Bin shouted with his mind.

However, the soul group still ignored him.

"Baby, if you're obedient, I'll give you something to eat."

Zhang Bin said in a seductive tone, "Come on, grow bigger, shrink..."

This time it worked, and the group began to exercise so hard as Zhang Bin ordered.

I saw that it suddenly expanded to a radius of more than ten meters, but suddenly it shrank to the size of a basketball, and it kept looping.

"Quack...I knew that I was a genius. If others want to practice for a month, I only need a little while."

Zhang Bin laughed strangely.

After a while, he really rewarded Po Tuan with half a drop of medicinal juice.

The soul group was very happy and excited, and continued to work hard without Zhang Bin's instructions.

Or maybe it felt the benefits of this exercise and made it stronger.

Immediately, Zhang Bin concocted according to the law and opened the window of the temple on the left. His soul also formed a group, but the color of his soul was light black. If the black smoke was the same, he used the same method to tempt it, but , instead of using the concoction of strong soul grass, but the concoction of strong soul grass.

That night, he was working hard to communicate with his soul, and he didn't stop until he got it right.

Then he closed the window secretly. Out of the cave, went to the mansion of the ghost.

As soon as they met, he said: "Master Ghost, I have a question for you, that is, are there any disciples of the Nether Sect who can survive the third-level catastrophe in the middle stage of Jindan?"

"Yes, there was a disciple named Swallowing Tianhe, who could easily survive the third-level catastrophe in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and finally he flew to the Immortal Realm. He is also one of the ancestors of our Nether Gate." Ghost said.

"Swallowing the Tianhe? Did a genius like you ascend to the Immortal Realm, or did he become a scapegoat and died so miserably? Or is it something else?"

Zhang Bin muttered in his heart, but he said, "Master Ghost, if we have such a disciple in the Nether Gate again, do we want to reward him specially?"

The two eyes of Lord Ghost shot a fiery light, and it projected onto Zhang Bin's body. It couldn't be moved. After a long time, he calmed down and said, "If there is such a genius, of course. To give a special reward. Could it be that you are such a genius?"

If it were in the past, he would never have believed that Zhang Bin would be so talented, but since seeing Zhang Bin's second-level catastrophe, the catastrophe couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and he even had his hair intact. He knew that Zhang Bin's talent was terrifyingly good. level.

He dared to guess.

"Yes, I am such a genius. Now, I can easily survive the third-level catastrophe."

Zhang Bin said proudly, "I just want to know, what kind of reward can I get?"

"You make your request to see?"

Lord Ghost is very cunning and doesn't make any promises at all.

He was testing Zhang Bin's bottom line.

"I want to marry a princess, this is the first point, is there any problem?"

Zhang Bin didn't hesitate and said with a wicked smile.

"You tell all your requirements, and I have to ask the sect master before I can answer you."

said the ghost.

"Then take me to see the sect master? I want to get his answer in person."

Zhang Bin said.

"Are you really sure? Didn't lie to me? This is not a joke." Lord Ghost said solemnly, "If there is a problem, not only will you die miserably, but even I will be punished."

"Of course it's true. In the past, I experienced a third-level catastrophe..."

Zhang Bin told the story of how he dealt with the Black Bell Killer Organization and was caught by the Mother of Black Bell to survive the third-level catastrophe, and finally said: "Now I am much stronger than that time, especially when I have practiced the Hundred Tribulations Divine Art. , there is a significant improvement. My body can already resist the third-level thunder. So, you can rest assured. "

"Hey... You do have infinite potential, and you are a genius that is rare in billions of years." Lord Ghost said excitedly, "I also know that you are suave. You can't be short of beautiful women at any time. Okay, I'll take you to see the door. host."

"It's still Lord Ghost who understands me, thank you."

Zhang Bin said gratefully.

But he was sneering in his heart, how could an idiot like you understand Grandpa?

Soon, Lord Ghost took Zhang Bin to the most luxurious cave.

Moreover, he also used a secret method to notify Lord Ling Tian to come.

What made Zhang Bin extremely puzzled was that he did see the sect master, but he only saw a coffin.

This is a bronze coffin that looks extremely ancient.

Exudes a compelling spiritual and mysterious atmosphere.

"This coffin seems to be a super powerful magic weapon. At worst, it is a high-grade magic weapon. It may even be a semi-ling treasure or a congenital spiritual treasure." Zhang Bin's eyes shot out eager rays of light, projecting on the bronze coffin. Can't move.

"I have seen the sect master, I have something important to report..."

Lord Ghost bowed respectfully.

Zhang Bin and Lord Ling Tian also saluted respectfully.

After a while, a voice came from the coffin, "Speak!"

This voice was extremely cold, with a breath of air and momentum.

However, the sound is not too loud, and if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

As if the sound came from another space, ethereal.